Rating: T
Spoilers: None
Pairings: Doctor/OC (Non-Romantic)
Summary: The Doctor tracks an alien signal to a small Irish village in mourning
Disclaimer: Don't own any of it
Authors Notes: I have no idea where this came from, probably too much Dr Who and Ballykissangel. This is a very rare foray outside the Stargate Atlantis fandom for me so be kind. Takes place somewhere between Doomsday and Smith and Jones. I'm not Irish either so forgive any spelling mistakes.
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Father Patrick McKenzie looked at his watch and wondered if anyone else was going to come to confession today, the only person that had been in was Agnes Kelly and that wasn't unusual, Agnes came to confession every Friday, whether she needed to or not. He straightened himself up as he heard the door to the confessional open; he opened the grilled hatch after the rap,
"It's been a while since my last confession," said a woman's voice. He recognised the voice of the late Danny Sullivan's wife Marie
"How can I help you" he replied
"It's not a confession as such but I need to tell someone, it's about Danny's death, that police call box and the strange man in the brown suit and plimsolls. Fr Patrick sat up straighter, the blue police box and the stranger had been the subject of much gossip in the village over the last few weeks and he'd never believed the official report into Danny's death, thieves that had turned a gun on him as he'd tried to arrest them,
"I'm listening," he said
"Well I suppose it started at Danny's funeral, that's where I first saw him," said Marie.